| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: "Now let's see."
He bent over and adjusted his glasses. "It's handwriting at any rate, and
that's better than the rest of you did. Here, Lute, your eyes are young."
"Oh, what flourishes!" Lute exclaimed, as she looked at the paper. "And look
there, there are two different handwritings."
She began to read: "This is the first lecture. Concentrate on this sentence:
'I am a positive spirit and not negative to any condition.' Then follow with
concentration on positive 1ove. After that peace and harmony will vibrate
through and around your body. Your soul--The other writing breaks right in.
This is the way it goes: Bullfrog 95, Dixie 16, Golden Anchor 65, Gold
Mountain 13, Jim Butler 70, Jumbo 75, North Star 42, Rescue 7, Black Butte 75,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Prince Otto by Robert Louis Stevenson: he.
She took it greedily, and her eye flashed as she perused it.
'Hey!' cried the Baron, 'there falls a dynasty, and it was I that
felled it; and I and you inherit!' He seemed to swell in stature;
and next moment, with a laugh, he put his hand forward. Give me the
dagger,' said he.
But she whisked the paper suddenly behind her back and faced him,
lowering. 'No, no,' she said. 'You and I have first a point to
settle. Do you suppose me blind? She could never have given that
paper but to one man, and that man her lover. Here you stand - her
lover, her accomplice, her master - O, I well believe it, for I know
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau: and agriculture even politics, the most alarming of them all--I
am pleased to see how little space they occupy in the landscape.
Politics is but a narrow field, and that still narrower highway
yonder leads to it. I sometimes direct the traveler thither. If
you would go to the political world, follow the great
road--follow that market-man, keep his dust in your eyes, and it
will lead you straight to it; for it, too, has its place merely,
and does not occupy all space. I pass from it as from a bean
field into the forest, and it is forgotten. In one half-hour I
can walk off to some portion of the earth's surface where a man
does not stand from one year's end to another, and there,
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